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Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

# familyfeud #daughterofamistress #koi Qiao Xuan, daughter of a county magistrate, supposedly had a fiance that everyone envied. But then her father’s legal wife schemed against her, and married her into a farmer’s family. On the night of her wedding, after seeing how shabby her room was, Qiao Xuan hung herself. When she opened her eyes again, a different Qiao Xuan had transmigrated onto this body. The new Qiao Xuan stared at her husband and frowned after seeing how shabby the house looked. “Don’t worry. I know that you didn’t want to marry me, so I won’t touch you. I’ll apply for a divorce tomorrow and give you back your freedom.” But wait, Qiao Xuan hadn’t figured out what was going on yet! She couldn’t get a divorce, or else her father’s legal wife wouldn’t forgive her. Also, she was a woman of a different world and possessed special powers. Couldn’t she just build a business from here? So it was decided. Qiao Xuan began assisting her husband and slapped the faces of all who wronged them. They kept leveling up, and went from being a poor farmer’s family to becoming the richest family in the area. Those who bullied her regretted their actions, and her husband had regrets too. “I never said I wanted to divorce you.” Qiao Xuan was perplexed when he was pressing her down on the bed. Why did he suddenly decide against getting a divorce?

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If Not the Fan Family, It Would Be Someone Else

Editor: Henyee Translations

During the process of wasteland reclamation, numerous individuals casually "passed by" and expressed their curiosity. However, the hired workers, unaware of Qiao Xuan's plans for planting on the reclaimed land, were questioned by some of the onlookers, including Songshi, Liu Fu, and others.

Following Qiao Xuan's instructions, the workers refrained from revealing any details to the inquisitive onlookers, intensifying their curiosity even more.

The sight of so much wasteland being opened simultaneously sparked speculation. What could possibly be planted on such a large scale? Aside from corn and soybeans, the options seemed limited in such mountainous terrain. Did the Prefect and his wife lack knowledge about the low productivity of such arid land? Were they anticipating a substantial profit from this meager harvest?